kjpepper | Balance pt. 2 (Reply)

After we watched Himiko-den and

primitive_boy had come back home, we arranged the coffee table into a very gorgeously lit altar (fifteen candles cheerily burning does the psyche much good). and spent much of the evening making summery and healing amulets with small wooden disks or suns and woodburners. I didn't really feel like drawing so I instead experimented with a couple of the disks and

beatgoddess's power drill. The end results were a couple of amulets that looked a little like ritz crackers at the beginning, but then turned into good stuff once I began threading yellow and red yarn through all of the holes. One came out being a wheel with eight spokes for each of the eight Sabbats, the other (due to drilling more holes) was a sun(/)flower. The Casita resolved to make efforts towards doing more pagan stuff, like starting to keep up with the full moons and not letting holidays pass like we have been doing. And for now, the coffee table is still a wicked pretty altar, despite the fact that the cats have done their best to wreck it.

I know I went to bed kinda late on Saturday, but I can't really remember what happened after the ritual. I do know that beatgoddess and the boy ordered pizza and were working on something on the computer and sundart had gone to bed, but I can't remember what darkling and I were doing until one o'clock . . . Whatever it was, we would up missing Samurai Jack and .hack//sign, but didn't notice... oh yeah! I had brought home Frida for

beatgoddess because she has the THING for Frida Kahlo (don't blame her, the woman was pretty damn cool) and the three of us sat down and watched it. I actually enjoyed the movie as it was beautifully made and shot, and really liked how Julie Taymor had taken some shots of Frida's paintings and made them come to life. It probably wasn't the most historically accurate movie in the world as beat pointed out a few times (Diego Rivera was a much bigger anus than that! And Frida slept with a few more women than actually depicted . . . though I was surprised they didn't edit out the lesbeeeanery altogether), but it had a gorgeous soundtrack, and beautiful colors, and . . . hee. I'd watch it again, but I should prolly take it back today, as it was due back Saturday.

Sunday dawned wet and nasty and continued to be wet and nasty all day. Still, it was also a pretty kickass day -

sundart and I spent a very yummy morning together, taking advantage of the fact that nobody was awake yet. then she made yummy pancakey goodness for everyone, and then (no "and then!") between me washing, dianime drying, and

sundart putting away, we managed to get every single dish done. And there were quite a few of them!

We watched the last tape of Himiko-den, (with many a Bokka-burger joke) and then went downtown so that

sundart and I could pick up bus ticket like substances for later on this week, I could get my card credited at Cornucopia for being charged twice for something (normally I wouldn't care, but this was 25 bucks) and we could go to Osaka for really really really good Japanese food. Mmm, sukiyaki . . . *drool*

We returned, stuffed and triumphant and immediated gravitated towards living room and TV where we put on Fellowship of the Ring, extended batshit director's cut remix, and pretty much Mystery Science Theatered the parts we had seen (though we shut up for the new parts) I wish I remembered some of the cracks we had made, they were really funny. I do remember one of them involving Arwen binding herself to Aragorn with duct tape . . . and after three and a half hours worth of movie,

darkling_dreams bid us adieu and slogged through the rain towards home, and

sundart and I went to bed . . .

and that was my weekend. :) And a very good one it was.